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... e nerves giving their last death spasms. Its chest had stopped rising, its eyes had gone glassy, and Gravefang was still wedged deep into its skull like a gravestone marker.
I didn’t move. Couldn’t move. My arms dangled uselessly at my sides, trembling from exhaustion. Blood pooled beneath me, hot and sticky—half of it the beast’s, half of it mine. My lungs wheezed, each breath thin and ragged, like I was sucking air through a cracked reed.
I pulled up my stats to see what was le ...
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